I awoke this morning with much of this short, short story running through my head, remnants of a dream. ~ Diane Winger I open my eyes and stare at the closet door, disoriented for a moment, still shaking off … Continue reading
I awoke this morning with much of this short, short story running through my head, remnants of a dream. ~ Diane Winger I open my eyes and stare at the closet door, disoriented for a moment, still shaking off … Continue reading